jacks, the prince of hearts

1. Jude Duarte - Reputation (duh..obviously)

2. Juliette Ferrars - 1989 (same vibes)

3. Evangeline Fox - Lover (no explanation needed. literally evajacks story told throughout the album)

4. Paedyn Grey - Midnights (‘draw a cat eye sharp enough to kill a man’ is so paedyn coded)

Archer moved ridiculously fast. He shielded her, turning her body as they fell. When they landed just shy of the broken slat, it was his back that hit the bridge with a loud crack.

She heard him grunt, as if the air was knocked from his lungs, but he didn’t let her go. If anything, he held her tighter.

She could feel his ragged breathing against her neck as they lay there on that broken bridge. Her shirt had ridden up in the fight, and his fingers were now on her bare stomach.The rain pounded harder. Every single inch of her skin was soaked. But all she felt were his fingertips as they slowly traveled lower toward the band of her skirt.

“This is where you break free,” he said softly.

“I don’t want to,” she said, but the words came out wrong, breathless. And despite all the cold and the damp, she could feel herself go hot from her cheeks all the way down to the bare skin beneath Archer’s hands. “I mean, I just need to catch my breath.”